The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Three kings lined up.

King Gilbert von Hermes.

Rex the Beast King.

Luna Lord, the Demon King.

Each of them will be more powerful than they have been able to shoulder since three years ago, surpassing them in full season - if this is the moment now when the full season, including Grace, is the most powerful of the three undisputed Powers.

Relative to those three is a grey-haired man dressed in a red coat and wearing a mask and a canopy.

"I see... Demon King to the Beast King. Surely you can rush far enough after a raid report."

The man rises from a pile of rubble.

The debris on his shoulder falls small, and a small noise of things rings.

"Hmm? I didn't know you knew us... have we met somewhere?

"Though I don't remember a man like this either..."

The man shook his shoulder with an unexpected frown.

"What, you and I have never met before. It's just a story I knew from behind."

- From the back.

The word leaves an unwiped discomfort behind the two brains - but shortly afterwards, he sees the man put his hands together and enters a belligerent posture.

"Whoa... you wouldn't even be so vigilant against one person, would you? Hey, King Gilbert."

"No, I'm sorry, but I'll keep you on guard enough. Though you're not strong enough to destroy this world... you're still strong enough from me."

- I'm not strong.

- Not strong enough to destroy this world.

The man under the mask - small, sighed at the words.

"... well, can't you help but look at me now?"

"... of now?

To the words, Gilbert unexpectedly asks back.

Sure, men aren't as strong as they are. That's so much so that the three of us here can manage to repel it.

That's why Gilbert was uncomfortable.

- I wonder why you remember such a crisis with such an opponent.

- Something's going on.

The Demon King groans small.

The man who heard the whining in his ears shuddered his shoulders small.

"Well. You can take me down if you want to know."

- If there's anything I can do.

That's what I went on - the next moment.

Two sickles (...) were created in his erected hands.

From the tip of his body, he was anointed with black monochrome across the pattern - a large sickle.

The size is a few steps smaller than the sickle used by Gin or Reaper, making the atmosphere seem like it would be easier to turn around for that matter.

And connecting those two sickles in a patterned part - it was a blackening, disastrous chain.

"Apparently there's no 'looking' here, but I don't even care if they fool me back so far. So let's start having fun."

- Aftermath.

The three frown small at the words.

In contrast, the man, who stared with pleasure at it, spread his hands.

"Now, call me, three kings. I don't even want to get serious when you guys do, but it's a good afternoon to decorate the backstage. If you don't mind, I'll go out with you."

- Clueless.

As soon as the words sounded, the three of them were rushing out together.

"Soldiers stay back! Gilbert!"

"Ha!"

Gilbert reaches for the extended hand of the Beast King.

The status quo, the most inferior of all, is Gilbert, who is no other.

For him to take full advantage of that too powerful power - first, he has to get a 'leg'.

"I'm sorry!

"Guha! Good, good! Feet as much as you want me to! Instead -"

"I know!

The Beast King, wrapped around the Demon King's magic, accelerates at once.

The speed exceeds even Grace's sole, which already goes the closest and strongest on the ground, and the servant man leaks his voice "ho".

- But I was just a little surprised.

"Huh."

Moment after moment, the black sickle flashes.

That's without untimely.

Coming to the two bodies without different dimensions.

And...

"'Robbery'"

Gilbert puts his hands together and squeals like that.

At the next moment, that great sickle that touched its palm - makes its power disappear.

"... what?

It's like - it feels like the attack itself has been taken away.

I frowned unexpectedly at that 'discomfort' I couldn't wipe - the next moment I realized the Beast King's fist was imminent.

"Humph!

He roars and approaches as his fist cleaves the air.

- Oh, this doesn't work.

Though I thought, well, it was a bearable range, so I gently lifted my arms and went into defensive position.

!?

That moment, I realize.

In the fact that the fist is wrapped with unpleasant magic.

"Ku......!

Shake yourself and fist at your place.

Jumping back a few meters with that momentum, he turns his gaze towards that fist that has just been unleashed.

"I see, this is troublesome"

The fist was undisputed - it was wrapped with the magic of slaughter.

And the man looks familiar with the slaughter.

"I've heard of it." Robbery and Gifts (Giveaways and Takeaways) "… Able to absorb and unleash attacks, an undisputed skill belonging to the highest class. I see the owner is you, King Gilbert."

"Well, as you can see, the ability to emit an absorbed attack, or give it to someone, to be exact, what is it?"

The man was also convinced of the nature of it in the present offense.

First, it absorbs attacks by its own sickles.

And the beast king, assisted by the demon king, pokes at the slightest gap that he made. And Gilbert gave the fist an earlier slash (...).

If you look, the end of the lid that was worn has been cut off by the slaughter, and the man throws down the lid.

(Strength alone doesn't extend to me... but apparently, I only have the 'eyes' and 'speed' I need to use that power)

Then.

Continuing with his heart, he rattles his fingers with his pussy.

Then the next moment, the countless magic formations that appear behind him.

"Ko, this is..."

Each and every one of them carries a tremendous amount of magic, and to its sight, the Beast King now ponders the fact.

"I see..., is this who the discomfort is"

- Uncomfortable.

The difference between standing and the danger we intuited.

That's all convincing if you think this guy was a good guard at cover-up, besides not accustomed to melee combat.

But with this degree of magic...

"Now, Demon King, how about it's time to work?

Moments, a tremendous amount of magic emanates from behind him.

The magic is overwhelming and absolute.

Beyond your chef's total magic, it's - even comparable to Ginn's sole over the wall.

"... this, again"

The man also smiles unwittingly at the amount of magic and waves down his shaken arm.

At the same time, several magic springs out of countless magic formations, tearing the sky apart and approaching the three of us.

- But.

"-" Primitive Magic (...) - All Banish ""

The moment, all magic - disappeared.

All the magic unleashed by a man disappears, becoming white smoke, to which Gilbert also opens his eyes and the Beast King laughs without thinking.

- Primitive magic.

It can only be handled by a few people in this world, in other words, the magic of turning all [impossible] into [possible].

In addition to the three world gods, it is the Creator God, the Great Earth God, and the original demon Baal, who have existed since the oldest. And Ginn, eight in the day and night.

However, this magic was infinitely deep, and even King Ulanos, the Divine King, and Gin-Crashbell, who boasted absolute power as that rear guard, were not able to draw its power.

The very reason for this is - lack of magic.

You can't use it with the magic power of those two people over the wall, that's [primitive magic].

- That exception is her, Luna Lord, the Demon King.

"I was born with specificity. No matter how much you use it, no matter how much you squander it - never, ever run out of magic (...)"

Kyoka converts atmospheric magic vegetables into magic.

Fai Night can use magic drifting in Nara.

But she's just purely - living in that infinite magic.

So at an early age - I didn't know about magic control - she'd hurt herself around just being there, and she'd been miserable to see as an abominator.

- But one woman saved it.

"Ugh......, awesome, its magic power. It's going to be about a hundred times the size of a weasel."

I laugh bitterly remembering that word.

Far ahead of the gaze, a giant pillar of ice appears whether its benefactor is fighting.

- Ice Demon Fist.

Using an array means - she, too, is serious.

Only if it is.

"Three years ago I couldn't even use primitive magic... but I mean it more than that guy is serious - let me use this power that I newly remember"

An even greater amount of magic is released.

The man stomped the earth aggressively on that amount of magic that even came with the shock wave - shortly afterwards, he opened his eyes to the appearance of the demon king who was moving behind him.

"Nah."

"Forbidden (...) -" Space Travel ""

Endless magic.

That means - you can use a curse.

The Demon King is small on the man's back, accompanied by his magical hand.

"- The curse," Tied Chain of Hell. "

Moments, the surrounding space cracks wide, from which chains wrapped around a disastrous aura are summoned.

Forbidden - Hell's Chain.

That's the top curse - a curse that exists for a few minutes or less compared to the 'apocalypse' used by Ginn, etc., but its performance can be correctly called [an anomaly].

Its power is simple and lucid.

Tie what you touch - to the place.

"Chip!"

He lowers his gaze to his own body tied in black chains, and the man raises his voice like he's in a hurry for the first time.

Surely the power is separated. Man and Demon King, it's probably the man who wins even if he fights directly from the front.

- But.

"Though I don't know who you are. I am the demon king - the king of the devil's guide. If you're a guard, there's no one I can't stop."

If you call Gin or Uranos the strongest guard.

She's right - the king of magic.

Not a rear guard that draws the power of all allies.

Lonely King, who takes' magic 'from all his allies simply by releasing vast amounts of magic.

But...

"Well done! Demon King!"

From beyond the white smoke, a fisted beast king pops out.

Indeed, she takes away the magic just by being there.

That flaw is deadly in fighting someone.

But there are fools in the world who don't care about such flaws or anything.

- The fools who party with such flawed wizards are what exist.

"Shatter it, concept! Roar, muscle! Yuck! King Beast Fist (Emperor Blow)!

A roar rang and the blow struck the man's belly.